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The art of sin | Jerick & Lily

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It was late, really, too late for a seventeen year old to be out alone, but it was a familiar time for her. Her dad always took her out hunting at night -- that’s when demons preferred to move, or so she’d been told. She’d been hunting them since she was six, since her mom died and her father couldn’t keep the family business a secret any longer. 

“Hey Lily -- your dad’s just finishing up a booking.” This came from Tanya, the front desk receptionist that often worked way too late. Lily knew she and her dad were sleeping together -- they had been for years, but it was frowned upon. 

“Thanks T, I’ll be at his desk.” The red head moved to the bullpit, as her father called it, waving a few of the other officers off as they warned her that she should be in bed. But, none of them were too serious about it -- she was a good kid, they’d say. Got straight As, always listened to her father. The perfect daughter, they’d joke. She was only here to tell him how the hunt went. 

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The werewolf sobbed, trying to wrench her head away from the demon. Her limbs were bound and poison was already coursing through her veins. She attempted to close her lips, spitting out what had already fallen on her tongue. Alex looked up at him, tears still falling down her cheeks. 

“Lo siento mamá. Yo no era lo suficientemente fuerte.” Someone had to have noticed she was missing, right? Someone would come, right?

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anawfulenxrgy replied to your post: [2:36:12 P Katie H.: ben just trying to be nice...

Yes, yes….-puts fingers together….evilly.-

for real tho ben is way too trusting and it’s really his mistake. he shouldn’t trust shady looking fuckers

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For all intents and purposes, it was a normal day. Well, a normal day off, anyway, Lucas was curled up with some kind of book he was trying to work through, his dyslexia giving him a bit of trouble with it but he was trying, and Jerick was apparently getting ready to leave. And Lucas had a horrible suspicion he knew exactly where to. Too many nights he’d curled up next to Jerick who basically reeked of Blake’s cologne. Or of Liam’s aftershave. Too many nights Lucas had just stayed curled up, blocked his nose as subtly as possible, and fallen asleep with his mouth open and his head pillowed on Jerick’s chest.

And today would probably be just another one of those nights. But today, he hadn’t argued. Because today he’d found a new way to deal with the pain every time Jerick left. And so instead, he simply murmured a quiet but genuine, “I might order in. Do you want me to save you anything?”

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❝ why fight anymore? what’s the point of fighting against destiny? ❞(aka Jerick saying 'come out come out wherever you are Void)

Stiles grit his teeth, glaring at the demon. “You don’t know shit about my destiny.”

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Oh my gawd, Jerick quit torturing my friends! @anawfulenxrgy

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Lucas was in an oddly good mood. His usually abrasive personality was anything but as he made his way to find Jerick. He had a surprise ready, none of which Jerick knew anything about. He wanted to see Jerick smile, and he be damned if this would go anything but perfectly today. And so he slowly moved up behind him, before lifting his arms and moved them over his eyes with a grin. “Guess who?”